Short Story : ' Memoir ' Rough Draft '

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Nate Bretches Memoir Rough Draft “The surgeon said the right side of her brain has died and the left side isn’t far behind.” I could not believe what I was hearing. Hearing these words was like listening to nails on a chalkboard-very unpleasant and cringe-inducing. I could not believe this woman who I loved very much and who I had become incredibly close with was on death’s doorstep. My grandmother and I had always been very close ever since I was about 4 years old. Besides my great-grandmother who lived in California, she was the only grandmother I knew and loved. My paternal grandmother died a few months before I was born, so I did not get a chance to know her. My grandmother was a remarkable person. She had a smile on her face that could cheer up the saddest person. She also loved people; she was always very sweet and polite to everybody. Even if she did not particularly like the person she was talking to, she would remain polite until the conversation was over. My fondest memories are of her babysitting me, taking me to preschool and elementary school, and being incredibly caring loving to me. I was in the seventh grade at the time. I was sitting in social studies class at Carver middle school in Springfield, Missouri. It was like any other day until my teacher received a phone call from the office. She told me that I was leaving. “Why was I leaving?” I thought to myself. “I don’t have any dentist or doctor’s appointments.” The office staff told me my mom was

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